It was Yan Que who spoke, the disciple who started last year, a highly talented celestial person, who had condensed half of the thunder and lightning into his body by chance, and was currently stuck in the realm of a ninth-level soul master.

For Yan Que's strength, Jiangshan Zhenren still recognizes it very much, among these current newcomers in the sect, except for Fang Feiyang, who is missing, there is really no one who can surpass Yan Que.

"It's okay, it's up to you to enter the war, be careful!" Jiang Shan Zhenren nodded and admonished.

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Quemai walked into the scene, and his heart was excited at this moment.

As one of the most outstanding disciples of the younger generation, Yan Que has been waiting for such an opportunity, everyone's eyes are focused on him, the hope of the sect is pressed on his shoulders, and he is like a savior!

Only in such a situation can you reflect your heroism!

Yan Que walked towards Xie Changchuan step by step, and the surface of his body began to faintly flicker with electricity, which was the manifestation of the "Thunder Extreme True Method" that he had cultivated.

Yan Que's martial soul is a cyan electric lightning, which has an excellent effect with the "Thunder Extreme True Method", and he coincidentally absorbed half of the thunder and lightning yin, which makes his soul power have some thunder and lightning attributes, which is even more powerful.

The current Yan Que is like a bomb wrapped in lightning, and if you touch it slightly, you will be attacked by thunder and lightning.

"Your name is Xie Changchuan, right? I heard that you were defeated by Fang Feiyang three months ago?" Yan Que said as he walked: "Yunhai Immortal Sect is not the only genius, since you are not his opponent, it is even more impossible to be my opponent!"

In Yan Que's heart, he originally couldn't look down on Feiyang, but although a series of things that happened later made him put away his contempt, he still didn't feel that he would be inferior to the other party.

He really wants to prove that if Fang Feiyang can do it, I will definitely be able to do it, and I will do it better than him!

"Remember, the name of the man who defeated you is ......"

Yan Que wanted to report his name and make a show in front of everyone, but before he finished speaking, Xie Changchuan suddenly lowered his head and rushed towards him.

For more than a year, Yan Que has also studied with many senior brothers and younger brothers, and he has never seen such a strange way of playing.

Rushing like a brute bull, hitting people with their heads, and completely exposing their vital points to the attacks of the other party, isn't this sending them to death?

Seeing that the other party was rapidly approaching, Yan Que had no choice but to push it out with both hands, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in his palm and hit Xie Changchuan's shoulder.

He didn't want to kill, so this time he didn't attack at the other party's vital point, even so, if the average person was hit, his shoulder would definitely be shattered!

And Xie Changchuan really didn't dodge.

The next moment, the thunder lightning hit Xie Changchuan's right shoulder, shattering his entire right hand, and Xie Changchuan actually plunged into Yan Que's arms as if he couldn't feel pain, and the only remaining left hand suddenly turned into a mantis knife arm and stabbed Yan Que's abdomen.

Yan Que let out a loud roar, and both fists struck out at the same time, hitting Xie Changchuan's face, knocking the latter flying, and a hole the size of a wine glass opened in his abdomen, and blood gushed out from the wound.

"You...... Are you crazy?" Yan Que asked angrily.

On the surface, he was stabbed in the abdomen, and the injury was quite serious, but for the cultivator's super physical fitness, as long as it was not a fatal blow to the vital point, he would not lose his combat effectiveness all of a sudden!

On the other hand, Xie Changchuan's entire right hand was shattered, and his face was also hit by two punches by himself, his cheek bones were shattered, and his face was like a rotten tomato, which looked miserable.

If he hadn't been injured first and his hands had lost strength, he would have been able to blow the opponent's head with just these two punches.

And now even if Xie Changchuan's head doesn't explode, he must be seriously injured, the head is the place where the human body controls the behavior, and if the head is injured, all the next actions will be affected?

This way of exchanging injuries for injuries is a big loss for Xie Changchuan!

Since the other party dares to come to the Yunhai Immortal Sect to challenge, he won't be so brainless, right?

Of course, Xie Changchuan would not answer Yan Que, but just supported the ground with his only remaining left hand, panting violently.

I don't know why, Yan Que always felt that this battle would not be so simple, so he took advantage of the other party's temporary inability to fight again, and hurriedly took out an injury medicine from his arms and took it to regulate his injuries.

As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Frost Fire Peak, he had always been loved by the elders, and there was no shortage of these healing medicines on his body, and they were all of high quality.

However, this time, after taking this wound medicine, Yan Que obviously felt that something was wrong.

The wound was still bleeding, showing no signs of healing, and the sharp pain and itching were constantly tormenting his nerves.

He glanced down at the wound, and saw that there was a faint hint of green in the blood flowing out, and a fishy sweet smell wafted in the wind.

Not good, toxic!

Yan Que took a deep breath, moved his fingers like the wind, connected several acupoints at the wound, temporarily alleviated the spread of poisonous blood, and then looked up at Xie Changhai.

Under this look, he was even more surprised to close his mouth, only to see Xie Changhai's facial bones keep squirming, and the face that was originally cracked and messy gradually had a tendency to heal.

And the most exaggerated thing is that his right hand, which had turned into ashes from the shoulder down, was now constantly wriggling and growing, and new bones grew out of the flesh.

According to this trend, in a few minutes, Xie Changchuan's injuries will recover!

Yan Que only felt a little dry in his throat, pointed at Xie Changchuan and asked, "You...... Are you still not human?"

It's no wonder he was so stunned, a normal person was injured like that just now, and it was almost impossible to die, how could he have such a strong recovery ability?

"Hehe, you don't think that I don't have any hole cards under my hand, do you?" Xie Changchuan didn't answer, but Chun Seventeen laughed on the side: "I don't know if you've heard of the Rotten Flesh Demon?"

Most of the people present have been in the cultivation world for a long time, and the name of the carrion demon has naturally been heard, it is said that this demon race is cruel and murderous, and the body is forever in a cycle of decay and regeneration, with severe poison on the body, and has a super recovery ability.

"When the Dao Lord performed the Blood Sacrifice Soul Refining Technique for him, he integrated the blood of the Rotting Flesh Demon into his body, and now he is almost immortal, if you don't believe it, you can try again!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there were gasping voices all around--Immortal body, if what Chun Seventeen said was true, how could this fight be fought?

But is this Spring Seventeen true?

And Chun Seventeen obviously guessed what other people were thinking, and let out an arrogant laugh: "Heavenly Dao Master, the supernatural power is vast, how can you frogs at the bottom of the well be able to figure it out?"

"This one, the victory and defeat have been divided, right?" Chun Seventeen asked with a sneering face.

Today's Xie Changchuan has recovered at least eighty percent from his serious injuries, but Yan Que's strength has been greatly reduced because of the wound in his abdomen and the rotten botulinum poison in his blood.

On the surface, this fight is indeed a victory or defeat, if he doesn't want to leave an incurable aftermath, Yan Que must immediately admit defeat, and then let the sect elders expel poison and heal his injuries.

However......

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